Chapter 846: Never Lover in Life, Most Lover in Life

Dudley glanced at Codling's disappearing back and faintly withdrew his gaze.

At this point Amos stepped forward, "My lord, it seems Miss Codling is very fond of you, behind Miss Codling is the vast power of the entire Codling Family, a power that makes even Wilfrid very wary..."

Amos did not continue, but peered cautiously into Dudley's face.

Unfortunately, Dudley didn't show or say anything, he just said indifferently, "I'm going down to the research lab, no need to follow."

"Yes." Amos watched Dudley leave, he knew that his master was working on some kind of blood research, because the blood report of Aldred's Red Blood had been sent over for several days, but what exactly this research was, Amos didn't know, as a believer, Dudley didn't even let him participate.

Amos frowned, he always felt that his master was doing something rather dangerous.

...

The research room.

Dudley was dressed in a white coat, clean and drab, he held a dose of test tubes in his slender fingers, the tubes were filled with a red liquid and looked very demonic.

The laptop was on and Dudley was conducting a video of a medical conference, at the other end of the video was a foreigner of mixed race and one of the world's leading blood professors.

The professor looked at the red test tube in Dudley's hand and spoke, "Prof. Hadwin, we have broken down the special blood in Aldred's body and extracted the most important element in it, which is now in the test tube you are holding."

Dudley's cool dark eyes fell on the professor's face, "I have also broken down my blood, Aldred and I are blood brothers, and by comparing the data, if I beat this element into my body and successfully fuse it, then I will also have the blood of the Red Son."

The professor quickly shook his head and warned with a stony face, "Prof. Hadwin, as a healer, I don't think I need to remind you that you should know how dangerous this idea of yours is, your presumption to change your blood genes is really quite frightening, the important element in the Red Son's Blood is innate and cannot be harnessed by ordinary human blood, even though you and Aldred are blood brothers, but the success rate is only five percent, once the fusion fails, the blood vessels in your entire body will burst and you will die, Prof. Hadwin, I really don't know what made you think this way, you have to understand that you are now... going against the grain."

Against all odds?

Dudley gave a shallow hook of her thin lips, what was the harm in bucking fate if it protected her?

From the moment Aldred's blood breakdown report came in, he was already bucking fate.

"I understand that precisely because I am a healer, I am sure of myself, and I don't want to die yet because I have so much unfinished business, so I will split the injection into two."

"Prof. Hadwin..." the professor at the other end was still exhorting, he intoned, "Prof. Hadwin, listen to me, those who go against nature and change their fate will not end well."

Dudley reached out and simply cut the video.

Without the professor's voice, the entire research room seemed quiet as Dudley sat on the couch, his white, slender fingers flipping over and unbuttoning his sleeve before he picked up the red test tube and slowly pushed half of the liquid into his veins.

He sat on the sofa, all quiet in his ears, so quiet that he could hear the sound of his own veins flowing.

Soon, there was a sharp pain.

It was the blood of the Red Son making a rush with the blood in his body.

Dudley's handsome face went instantly white, a dense cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his whole body fell off the sofa unawares, rolling onto the handmade version of the woolen carpet.

The professor was right, although he and Aldred were blood brothers and met the basic requirements for blood fusion, the blood of the Red Son was too fierce and difficult to manage.

Dudley's cool, dark eyes were tinged with scarlet, and he felt his veins about to burst as he let out a hiss of pain - Ah!

Dudley had a long, long dream.

In the dream, he was back as a child again, when he was very young, just learning to walk, and one day he stumbled and fell straight down.

His little hand scraped against the ground and broke a piece of skin on the palm of his hand, which hurt so much.

At this moment he heard the voice of his father, Orson, whom he had admired so much as a very young boy, a tall, upright, business emperor of his generation, with a deep, heavy air that he had always loved and feared.

He hurriedly got up from the ground and ran to the door, where he then saw on the lawn, his father just getting out of the limousine, his elder brother arriving, his father lowering his upright body, extending his strong, healthy arms and hugging his elder brother directly in his arms.

His father had never hugged him before, and his little eyes were full of tears at the time as he snuck his little injured hand behind his back and his person hid behind the door.

From that time on, he learned to stay away.

Stay away and you won't get hurt again.

As the scene shifts, his ears start to fill again with the noise of Aunt Antonia's fierce quarrel with his father and his mother Whitney's complaints and calculations, he accidentally runs into his father's study and sees the scroll that he keeps in a drawer.

He opened the scroll, and for the first and only time in his life he saw his birth mother, Lynn.

What a beautiful person.

The little man felt a tug at his heart, as if something was pulling him, and he wanted to take a second look, but then his father appeared and simply reached out and took the scroll from him.

His father was furious that day and rebuked him in a hostile voice, telling him not to set foot in this place again and that he could not touch the people in the painting.

That was how all his warmth had withered before it had a chance to blossom.

All that love, it never had anything to do with him.

The scene shifts again, and everything goes back to the streets of the imperial capital many years ago, the day when the sun was shining and spring was in the air, and he met Silvia, the girl he loved most in his life.

He saves a life with her, her soft, lily-white five fingers weave through his, and she clasps her fingers with his.

In the underground base, he was poisoned and she gave her life to save him, her warm voice in his ears - Dudley, I'm here, I'm always here.

He opened his eyes and fell into her bright, shining pupils, and she was looking at him, smiling at him.

Dudley remembered the time when a wandering monk came to the Hadwin Family's door and said he would read the Hadwin Family's second son's fortune.

The trigram said - "Life is full of love, you don't know how to love, but you know how to love, how can you die well?